the crown

the thing I hate the most
the thing I haven´t worked out
is my stepfathers attitude
I find in myself
I should have forgotten
all about it
but the older I grow
the more and more I find
I have my mothers solitude
I should have all my friends gratitude
but I don´t know anymore
who to follow and what to find
I wear darkness as my ensign
Carry it, but not too proud
I have my mothers solitude
I should speak up to myself
but I utter no words
that are of this world
There is just anger
where love could be
there is rage
where compassion
was supposed to be
The evil was there
and I embraced it
Knowing no limit
the skies came down
and I embraced them
I got no passion
just the idea of it
I just got a profession
and don´t know what to make of it
always afraid to go too far
I stand
and think
and feel
maybe this once
I should be the king of
my own kingdom
and what will come
are a thousand
offspring
or less or more
Just ignore
let someone else have the crown
achievement is just a big old bore
and if it´s handed down
it´s even worse
I´ll become the fathers son sooner or later
sitting by his side
time it is
to abide
till the dagger comes down
hearts will explode
in an ultimate betrayal
but that is just the way
that is just the way
if you´ve gotten in the way
of yourself
don´t be too mad
and let it rest
leave in peace
all the pieces
of a puzzle
that just gives you
a great muzzle